After passing the distinction between the Cursed Sea Altar, Yuwen Zhouyuan stood at the top without hesitation!
Then everyone began to examine the Cursed Sea Altar from low to high based on how they were separated by the Cursed Sea Altar.
The first person to ascend the altar was a middle-stage True Emperor monk named Yu Haidong.
Yu Haidong is a big man in white robes. He was born in an intermediate sect of the Wing Clan.
Yu Haidong is a young demon with a good reputation in the Huayu Sect. He has killed a lot in his life and his evil aura is not weak.
Stopping under the giant pillar, Yu Haidong took a deep breath, the evil energy around him dispersed, and slapped the giant pillar with his palm.
In an instant, thousands of crystals lit up one after another on the giant pillar!
"Three thousand nine hundred and eighty-nine points... Not bad evil spirit, but unfortunately, this son's Taoist heart is too weak. Although he kills many people, he is not a good person to practice the way of killing at all, and he is not the person I want to wait for!" Void
A middle-aged man said to himself.
As soon as the man finished speaking, an evil aura that was several times more powerful than Yu Haidong's evil aura suddenly poured out from the giant pillar, turning into a sheet of blood and drowning Haidong.
Under this ferocious evil spirit, Yu Haidong's eyes gradually turned blood red and were invaded by the evil spirit.
Yu Haidong felt a pain in his chest. He took a few steps back and suddenly fell to his knees on the ground, coughing up blood.
After the palm was separated from the giant pillar, the evil energy and blood that poured out immediately disappeared.
Yu Haidong looked at the giant pillar with a wry smile. He knew that he would not be able to get his 3989 points.
The score is related to the number of kills in a lifetime. It not only depends on the number of kills, but also the difference in cultivation between the killer and the killed.
If you often kill beyond the level, your score will naturally be very high.
If you rely on your cultivation in the middle stage of the True Emperor to slaughter mortals, even if you kill tens of billions, there will be no points.
No one paid attention to Yu Haidong anymore, and then another person walked out of the crowd. This person's name was Xiao Donglin!
A skinny young man who was also in the middle stage of True Emperor cultivation stepped onto the altar and pressed his palms on the giant pillar.
This person lit up a total of 4,728 crystals, but unfortunately, he could not withstand the evil energy emanating from the giant pillar.
The score for this round is zero.
Then Mobid, Zalanqi, Hong Beiyuan and others walked out.
Of the thirty-five masters in a row, no one could withstand the evil energy coming back from the giant pillar. The scores for this round were all 0 points.
The thirty-sixth person who ascended the altar was a young scribe.
After the blue-robed scribe ascended the altar, he did not reveal all his evil energy, but only released a small amount of evil energy, lighting up a thousand crystals.
It's not that the young scribe can't light more, but if he lights more, he may not be able to withstand the backlash of evil spirits.
The amount of evil energy released is small, and the evil energy that comes back is within the range he can bear.
"This boy is smart and knows how to make choices. Even though a thousand points is a small amount, it is better than zero points." The man in the void nodded.
With the precedent of young scribes, many of them followed suit and stopped releasing evil spirits with all their strength.
So, some people lit up 1,200 crystals, some lit up 900 crystals, some lit up 1,500 crystals, and most of them got points.
Although the score is small, it is much better than the previous zero score parties.
But in this way, it goes against the meaning of the existence of the Cursed Sea Altar.
Yuwen Zhouyuan looked at each of the competitors indifferently. These people were ready to take advantage of the situation before they boarded the altar, and he felt timid.
And what they are timid about is the killings they have committed and the evil spirits accumulated along the way.
Such a cowardly approach before fighting, even if you sneak into the Blood Curse Cave by trick, what future can you have?
Those who are timid before fighting will naturally not have a strong Taoist heart.
Those who do not dare to face their own sins will naturally not have a strong Taoist heart.
Yuwen Zhouyuan opened his palms, looked at his white palms, and frowned.
This palm looks clean, but in fact it is already stained with blood and stained with murder.
Along the way, Yuwen Zhouyuan has waded through too many seas of blood and committed too many murderous deeds.
Yu Wenzhouyuan never escapes from the sins he has committed. He will not kill someone and then accuse others to make himself feel at ease.
Yuwen Zhouyuan killed not for evil reasons, but he did not kill for good reasons.
The world is helpless, how can one say good and evil clearly!
As a monk, once you embark on the path of monasticism, you must be prepared to kill and be killed!
Finally it was Yuwen Zhouyuan's turn.
Yuwen Zhouyuan looked at his palms, and scenes of bloody feuds echoed in his mind.
Yuwen Zhouyuan forgot to look at other people's results. When he woke up, he realized that it was his turn.
Standing next to him were Yuchi Ziming and Yu Baihe, both of whom smiled bitterly.
"Yu Chi Ziming lit up 12,598 crystals, and Yu Baihe lit up 7,530 crystals." He seemed to know that Yuwen Zhouyuan had been distracted and did not pay attention to himself and others.
Results, Yuchi Ziming explained.
Both of them tried their best to release all the evil spirits, and finally resisted the backlash of their respective evil spirits.
Their Taoist hearts are not weak, and they are all chosen for the moment. Unfortunately, they met Yuwen Zhouyuan in this competition.
"Aradalao, I hope you can surprise me again." Yuchi Ziming advised.
"I don't go to the altar to light up the crystals. The purpose of this altar's existence is not to light up the crystals." Yuwen Zhouyuan's eyes were sometimes clear and sometimes blank. Gradually, he felt a strange feeling from the cursed sea altar.
A sad atmosphere.
Very few people can feel this sense of sadness.
Only the monks who have truly faced the killing, endured blood for a long time, are physically and mentally exhausted, but have no choice but to fight, can feel this sadness!
Walking up to the altar step by step, Yu Wen Zhouyuan stood under the giant pillar, closed his eyes, but did not stretch out his hand and pressed it on the giant pillar.
One stop is one day!
In his mind, the killing scenes replayed themselves.
Yuwen Zhouyuan stood on the altar, and as the day passed, he seemed to be one with the altar!
"Strange, why has Aladarao not lit up the crystal for so long? What is he doing?" Countless experts are confused.
Only a few old monsters at the peak of True Saints could vaguely see that there was a natural Tao Yun gradually solidifying in Yu Wen Zhouyuan's body!
And only the middle-aged man in the void knew that Yuwen Zhouyuan was doing something that few people could do!
Moliqi's eyes were wide open, like camel bells, and he was so excited that he saw a more perfect Yuwen Zhouyuan!
Yuchi Ziming looked at Yuwen Zhouyuan in disbelief, clenching his silver teeth, and there was only one sentence that came over and over in his heart.
"Separating cause and effect. He can really do it! This kind of thing cannot even be done by masters in the mid-stage True Saint stage! Why can he do it!"
The middle-aged man's gaze in the void suddenly became more solemn than ever before. He did not hesitate to open the Cursed Sea Altar just to see someone peeling off the cause and effect!
No, not only did he want to see Yuwen Zhouyuan peel off cause and effect, he also wanted to see another interesting thing!
This is something that no one knows except the Cursed Saints and Great Elders of the past!
That thing is more difficult to accomplish than stripping away cause and effect! What the middle-aged man in the void wants to see is that scene!
"If he can really do this, my Blood Cursed Cave will not be sealed in a cursed place! There is still a possibility of continuation!" The middle-aged man said to himself with enthusiasm in his eyes.
One day, two days, three days.
Yuwen Zhouyuan stood on the altar, facing the giant pillar for ten days!
Yuwen Zhouyuan clearly closed his eyes, but he seemed to be able to feel the desolation of the entire killing city, the desolation of the entire cursed land, and the desolation of the entire sky, earth and starry sky!
That sadness is the helpless sigh that once you enter the world of immortality, you will never be able to turn back.
The desolation is the self-examination and self-inflicted pain of entering the sea of curses and practicing the path of immortals and demons.
Yuwen Zhouyuan vaguely felt that there was an entrance above the cursed sea altar, which could lead to a small world.
That small world is the cursed world.
There are monks and mortals in the cursed world. Mortals and monks actually live in the same world, and they rarely have disputes with each other.
It was as if there was a voice telling Yuwen Zhouyuan that the existence of the Blood Curse Cave was to protect the people descended from the Cursed Realm.
Just to protect these descendants, the Blood Curse Cave was created.
No one wants to be a devil when he is born, and no one wants to curse the world and stain the world with blood.
In order to protect the Cursed Realm, the monks of the Blood Curse Cave killed many people.
This altar not only enhances the evil spirit of the monks in the Blood Curse Cave, but more importantly, it is intended to help the monks in the Sea Curse Cave free themselves from cause and effect and wash away their sins.
What this altar offers sacrifices to is not heaven or earth, but the souls of the dead killed by the monks in the cursed land throughout their lives!
All grudges will end with death and disappear.
Finally, Yuwen Zhouyuan opened his eyes, and his eyes were as clear and bright as the Big Dipper stars.
Yuwen Zhouyuan felt that at this moment, he seemed to be one with the altar.
Yuwen Zhouyuan opened his palms. He felt that at this moment, he had an indescribable mysterious power.
Suddenly, a powerful force of great supernatural power emitted from the altar and blessed Yuwen Zhouyuan.
Suddenly, Yuwen Zhouyuan found that he was shorter and looked more frail.
He returned to his appearance as a boy, and his cultivation seemed to disappear in an instant!
But Yuwen Zhouyuan didn't panic at all. His eyes were still calm, as if he knew what would happen next.
Yuwen Zhouyuan looked at the giant pillar quietly. After a long time, the bloody figures of several young men with real energy walked out of the giant pillar.
Most of these blood shadow youths are at the second and third levels of true energy cultivation. The leader is named Yuwen Yuntian, and his cultivation level is at the fourth level of true energy.
Yuwen Yuntian and others once framed Yuwen Zhouyuan, and were eventually deposed and expelled from the family. However, later Yuwen Zhouyuan jumped over the rank and killed Yuwen Yuntian to take revenge.
Several blood shadow youths looked at the young Yuwen Zhouyuan with resentment in their eyes.
Young Yuwen Zhouyuan raised his finger, and several blood shadow boys immediately turned into blood and dispersed, submerging into young Yuwen Zhouyuan's body.
Yuwen Zhouyuan said: "You framed me and hurt my body. The grudges of the past will be wiped out!"
At this time, other people gradually came back to their senses.
They didn't know that Yuwen Zhouyuan was stripping away cause and effect and washing away his sins. They could only vaguely see that the scene at the altar meant that Yuwen Zhouyuan had once jumped to kill someone with a very low level of cultivation.
"This kid is really ruthless!" Some old monsters exclaimed.
Who has never been weak? Who has not cultivated step by step from the first level of Zhenqi?
There was a flash of light on the altar, and Yuwen Zhouyuan's stature was slightly taller, and his cultivation level had also been upgraded to the fifth level of Qi.
Among the giant pillars, a True Yuan Dzogchen monk stepped out. It was Yan Junsheng, a disciple of the Enlightenment Sect who had plotted against him. Yan Junsheng tried to take away his body from him with his injured body, but in the end he was fused with Yuwen Zhouyuan!!